Looking at Yan Tong standing outside the door, Li Ji'an was slightly surprised.
As he understood it, in the southeastern part of the Desolate Dragon Ridge Desert, the Yan Family, as one of the Eight Great Families, appeared as a colossal entity compared to Loose Cultivators.
Not to mention he was just a Servant who had recently joined the Pill Shop, aged and with poor aptitude.
"Get over here!"
As Li Ji'an opened the door, Yan Tong immediately scowled.
Turning his head, he barked at someone behind him.
Subsequently, the leading young man whom Chen Qingling had encountered while taking him through the Market half a year ago now came into view.
Li Ji'an remembered that Chen Qingling had called him "Brother Quan" at the time.
"Steward Yan, this is..."
"Ah, let me apologize for making Fellow Daoist Li laugh." Yan Tong smiled kindly, yet with a hint of frustration as if he hated failing to meet expectations.
